PS: Let's be clear first, I didn't get dizzy because I found that there were a lot of votes in an instant, and I was full of happiness╭(╯^╰)╮, this is just an expected update, and I didn't smirk in front of the display screen while waiting for the upload

Chapter 68: The Bloody Battle of Einzberen (1)

"As the master of Berserker, the Maki family's Maki Yanya has had a first-class talent for magic since birth, but he himself doesn't seem to be interested in the magic of the Maki family, so it's actually his brother Tsuruno who inherits the magic inheritance of the Maki family. Hmph"

Qili snorted disdainfully, he couldn't give the slightest respect to this despicable and worthless man.

"He is a man who has the most anti-bone spirit in the past generations. Apparently having escaped the responsibility of inheriting the Demon Dao, Sakura participated in the Fourth Holy Grail War in order to 'save' the teacher's second daughter who passed on to the Maki family. Because of the lack of magic ability, he even did not hesitate to use the unique insect technique of the Matong family in his body, and now it seems that he will probably be short of life. ”

The priest shook his head

"After all, this is just an incompetent and ignorant man, who wants to defeat other masters and get the Holy Grail with just one year of training, it's really..."

Reluctantly let go of this verse, because reason told him that there was no need to continue the narrative, so Qili began to talk about the next goal.

"And now it seems that Saber's master is just a dog hired by Einzberen for many years to fulfill his long-cherished wish for the coming of the Holy Grail."

It was still a dim wine cellar, and after sorting out the current information, the conversation between Qili and the Hero King began again. Just as the king wanted, Qili investigated the reasons for each master's participation in the Holy Grail War.

"Hmph, that's a hundred and eight thousand miles away from expectations. A hybrid is a hybrid after all. All of them are chasing my treasures for mediocre and no fun bullshit reasons. ”

Raising his glass, the Hero King's tone was still as arrogant as ever.

When he asked all the saints to hear all the information he had asked for to investigate, Gilgamesh responded with nothing but a complaint of complaint.

"Let others go through a lot of trouble, you just feel like this? You should think about it for nothing, right? ”

Qili was rightly dissatisfied.

"A trip for nothing?"

As if hearing a funny joke, Gilgamesh raised the corners of his mouth again.

"What are you talking about, Qili, haven't you and the Assassin already paid off a great deal of hard work?"

"Are you kidding me? Hero King! ”

"Don't understand? Forget it, it's no wonder, after all, you're a man who doesn't even know why you're happy... Even if it is unconscious, the soul instinctively pursues pleasure, and this mental activity manifests itself in the form of interest and attention, so that when you put into words what you have seen, heard, and interpreted, it has enough meaning in itself. ”

Red eyes playfully swept over the standing Qili, and Gilgamesh continued the king's explanation

"And the part that devotes the most space to describe must be something that interests you... Of the masters you surveyed, who did you devote the most space to? ”

“…”

"The master of the berserker... It seems to be called Wild Goose Night, right? Qili, you have reported everything about this person very clearly and in detail. ”

… I don't know what the priest is for, the priest subconsciously wants to deny the view of the hero king, and the slight squint of his eyes for a moment makes Gilgamesh full of interest.

"This person's situation is more complicated, and it takes a lot of work to explain it, that's all."

"Huh, isn't that right? It's you who give the Assassin the order to dig into his complex and vast past, and that's what makes you subconsciously interesting. ”

Faced with the Hero King's questioning, Qili shook his head helplessly - he could still find a way out to convince himself.

"I admit that this was my mistake, and it makes no sense to concentrate on the pathetic existence of 'Wild Goose Night' at this time."

"Ha~ But Yan Feng Qili didn't find out that this is meaningless until just now, and this matter itself is indeed very meaningful."

However, his answer made Gilgamesh laugh even more merrily.

"You have given up the principle of not thinking superfluously, indulging in delusions and investigations that are useless to you, forgetting what is meaningless, even if it is in vain, you don't care, this is an out-and-out 'fun', rejoice! You're finally starting to understand what entertainment is! ”

The wild goose fell into a speechless ... For he had no reason to disprove the argument of the heroic king.

The night of the wild goose...

From this moment on, Qili became more interested in the owner of the name.

"I say, if you're still confused about what you're asking for, why don't you try praying to the Holy Grail? If that's really the all-purpose wishing machine, then it can also be used to show the buried wish like you. ”

“…”

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Standing alone in front of the huge castle.

While the enchantments in the woods did take a lot of work for him, this level of defense alone wasn't enough to stop him from Kenneth Ellmelo Archibald.

The moonlight is gorgeous.

Under such a charming moonlight, even the beautiful liquid in the test tube in his hand showed even more amazing beauty!

"Fervor, meisanguis (Boil, my blood.) ）”

The Moon Spirit Essence was scattered on the ground paved with leaves and weeds, but it soon seemed to come to life, gathering into a hemispherical whole, and following Kenneth's footsteps unhurriedly, towards Kiritsugu's station...

The city of Einzberen is not destined to be peaceful tonight, and the confident and graceful Lord Archibald is confident that he will complete his revenge and deal with the despicable villains, while on the other side, the battle between Saber and Lancer as servants has already started before that! Compared to the battle between magicians, the decisive battle here is more fierce and dangerous, and the destructive force spreads far beyond the former.

But from the point of view of absolute strength, Saber, who is injured, is the same as his master, and the situation is not optimistic.

…

But unfortunately, today's ending probably won't be Kenneth's pre-edited script anyway.

The Assassin in the ring not far from the city of Einzbellen, and the hidden Berserker...

More than one pair of eyes are watching every move in the city, and perhaps soon, the "heroes" who are now fighting will become the dry bones that help others step onto the throne.